Li Yuanwei pushed the old woman away in disgust.
He looked at everyone: "Don't listen to the words of this mad woman! The Moon Clan reveres women. How could an honest and sincere man like me force her? For all these years, I've poured my heart and soul into the Moon Clan. Don't you know my character?"
The villagers, thinking of how the Holy Daughter and the Priest had protected the village for so many years, couldn't help but waver. After all, they were the most respected figures in the village.
Comparatively, Old Mrs. Cao and the Forbidden Nightmare seemed like two mad dogs biting everyone.
Li Yuanwei looked at Yue Ya with contempt: "Back then, wasn't it you who seduced me? I was merely delivering things to my sister, but you seduced me! You forced me! You lured me to the grove; I refused. During the struggle, I scratched your face. You wanted to kill me, and I accidentally killed you in self-defense!"
As soon as he spoke, the crowd was in an uproar.
